and robbed of it 3 second after the
fact

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that hold you back

vrijdag 25 mei 2012

woensdag 23 mei 2012

The lack of meaning the lack of sense the lack of drive the lack of
coherency the lack of lifting up to heaven the lack of miracles copulating with
abominations retracting from solitude while listening to their death rattles as
their bodies turn to stone while the tenement harbors something that could be
hung on a hanger to be rejected afterwards while in ones chest beats a beating
heart which beats accordingly when the room is filled with jazz not played by a
saxophones as their players are out to get their fix by sucking up the cloud
through a sedated straw while the aluminum foil is set on fire on one side
making them feel like a dynamo on fire in a factory surrounded by derelict
buildings whose occupants fled to the suburbs a long time ago to hide behind white picket
fences shooting everybody between the eyes who dare to trespass their lawns while their sons and
daughters are looking for a break from the hell they were born into only to slip
into a hell worse than the one before getting pregnant and not knowing what to
do as Saul makes it spotless and pitch perfect through his Bar mitswa wearing
his best suit not long after this fact he graduates and still ends up the be a yid and yet for the
common man there’s nothing left but food stamps and lines that ended up being
unemployment lines which at the end ended up being unemployment lines as the bigots overrun
the land which some ancestors fought to have those damn borders erected like
chalk lines on the pavement drawn by a eight year who looked like Heidi who
gets stared down by her mother every day with a stare that stinks like raw sewage
yet at school they claim the body is a temple but the brain is malleablesqueezable like
a lychee as the inside shoots out and spirals into the world where sanity is
treated like leprosy and where the dogs cry all night to be fed like everyone
else